"Don't think I'm crazy or nothing like that but sometimes, when it gets dark, and I'm alone, I long for the light. The dark, it brings back too many painful memories, I can't face them sometimes ya know" His head snuggled in deeper into the crook of the others neck, nuzzling him comfortably, lovingly.

"Memories, yeah there awful things, I sometimes which I could forget, they only seem to come and haunt you when your alone though"

"Are you okay Rob?"

"Me, I'm more worried about you, how are you going to cope, without a leg, or how am I going to cope If you don't survive" Rob leaned back onto his hands, Kane sat up, his long curly hair brushed lightly down his shoulders. There was no wind, no warmth, strangely no cold.

The bubbling stream splashed against the bank, the sun shone down as it set behind the meadow of trees. Fields of flowers outstretched as far as the eye could see, their colours bright against the sun's rays. Smudges of orange, red and yellow across the horizon made a smile crease against Rob's lips, tranquillity, peace and Kane.

Rob watched Kane stand, his black with red belts outfit. The outfit Kane was wearing when Rob first spoke to him as a friend. He contently admired him as he walked a few steps forward, both his legs in tact. "Where are we Kane?"

"I'm not sure" He hung his head; turning to Rob he reluctantly had to ask the next question. "If I die, will you please do me one thing? Forget me. Move on with you're life, win the championship off Hunter, make something of your life"

"Kane!" Rob jumped up; his bare feet met the lush green grass. "I will never forget you, I would never want to..." Rob's head was bowed, two strong arms wrapped around him pulling him into a tight embrace.

"Thank you." The two parted, interlocked fingers they gazed into each others eyes like they had only just fallen in love, even though each of them has loved the other longer than they could remember. Kane let go and turned to face the stream. "I'm sorry Rob, but I think this may be the last time we spend together." He turned back, his eyes filled with crimson liquid. A single drop fell and landed into his left hand.

"Blood" Rob whispered. "No" He shook his head. Kane clenched his fingers over the drop then opened them, a red feather floated up into the air; Rob watched it before reaching up and catching it.

"If we want to be together, this is where we'll meet."

"Kane"

"Only at night, if you come here, I'll be here waiting. Always..."

"Please Kane"

"This is our place, for us, to meet. To be together...come here and I'll meet you I promise"

Opening his eyes the bright white light blinded him, he sat up from his outstretched position over three chairs. His neck ached and the pain in his right shoulder was dire. (The hospital? The meadow was just a dream..Kane was just a dream) He stood and looked at the two other wwe wrestlers fast asleep in each others arms.

Slowly, he stretched his fingers out and there in the middle of his palm was a red feather.

"Excuse me, Rob isn't it?"

"Yeah, how's Kane is he alright? He's alive isn't he?"

The nurse tried to smile, but her eyes told the real story. Deep with sorrow she held out her hand.

"Would you like to see him?" She asked, Rob nodded and followed her to the intensive care unit.